Of Two Minds...And a Dash Further
Mental Health Poetry 11
I have always felt as if I were of Two minds.
Multiple kinds of mind,
Good and bad, motivate and distract, timid, brash, and loud.
Equally defined and unrefined.
Re-examine my determination, in relation to the inflation of higher ego.
To implore confusion and pain upon the brain. Which side do I choose? To explore your presence in constant relation to others within your own mind.
Strive to make sense of all the versions.
Cohesion to diversions that combine multiplicities.
An excuse for an excursion to surf a new soul.
Sometimes jumping from one to another like a group therapy setting.
Round table it for another session.
Let's get back to reality. We must live in the moment.
Co-habitate to run the debate of the inner High School.
No duplicity of the other guys.
Some say not to live by more than one name.
What if living by more than one name is how I get by?
Debilitating if I can't reach the other side.
I am…
Of Two Minds….
And a Dash Further
About the Creator
FRANK? Piccolella
I enact many a dad tax on my six yearold twin girls. I am a writer and visual artist. Trying to work harder on the business side now to. Horror is my life. When it isn't I read, write, and Arithmetic. Comics and music shall suffice as well.
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